Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Fight the Good Fight

This one's dedicated to Joe Pete and Miss Otis, the beagles who give my sister Susan and my brother-in-law Phil something to do in their spare time. From my December sketchbook.

Oh Venus! Hey Venus!

Linda asked if I'd mind putting Venus on a women's ringer t-shirt in the shop. And lo, it is done. Glad you like her enough to ask, Linda.

Ten Rounds: Chin vs. Mondragon

All this talk of the knitting Olympics has my competitive juices flowing. So I'm going to start a new featurette: imaginary fights between famous people. The winner will be determined by popular acclaim.

Having had the experience of Rick M's emceeing the Student Banquet at Stitches West, I have to give it to Lily, hands down.

BTW she was wearing one of her only-Lily outfits, in hot pink: Chanel-style skirt suit and *pillbox hat*, all knitted, of course! Jackie O would have loved it! Rick, OTOH, was wearing basic black with wide gold belt and gold cowboy boots. Also a picture, but a different sort. He's fun!

I have had the pleasure (and yes, it was) of dining with just the two of them once. It was hard to eat, as we were all laughing almost continuously. Those two are insane. We discussed the potential of having htem team-teach class -- while I'm sure everyone would have fun, I doubt that learning would happen in that atmosphere (and yes, I've taken classes from both AND learned something from both).

Anywho, I have my own opinions as to who would win, and have voted accordingly. This was a no brainer -- give us a tough one next time!

As always, Franklin, you are a stitch (all puns intended). The gold medal is... golden. (You'll have to excuse me, but I've seen many, many Olympic projects recently, in cyber- and 3D space, and I'm running out of adjectives.)

I'm writing a trend column on knitting for Nightspots magazine, and was wondering if I could talk to you! :) Since we're an LGBT publication, I thought you'd be a perfect candidate for me to talk to. Interested?

Holy crap, I needed that laugh! Now someone has to get over here and explain to my husband why the built guy in the orange wife-beater has me all cheered up when I've been too mopey to cook dinner this evening.

The retinal damage alone from their chosen ring ensembles precludes either of them actually landing a punch. I foresee much flailing about with the occasional hair tug punctuated with a tart "You bitch."

holy shit, now i know what we all think of rick mondragon! and i'll have to go peek at that tshirt, i just realized i only have 2 knitting t-shirts (and 2 sweatshirts, but you can't wear those in the summer!). i loved the dog cartoon, too. only with me, it's my kids (they think ihave too much yarn, i'm going to have to teach them the subtleties of stash)

And in this corner is the Tiny Diva, and in the other, the Xman. TD is coming out into the ring, and here comes X. They are circling, looking for an opening. OOOOh!. the TD just stomped on X's gold cowboyboot! Stunning move. X has the boot off, he's cradling it in his arms, he's sobbing. This is a world shattering moment. TD has clearly won the fight, but from the look of X flailing on the floor, I doubt the war is over.

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